Caffeineless

Liquid bass thrumming against my eardrums, hammering inside my skull, beating against the back of my eyelids. Half day. Without my usual dose of caffeine. The effects start to emerge like a ripple across an otherwise peaceful ocean. Then the rain starts. I see stars whenever I close my eyes. Not

Then the rain starts. I see stars whenever I close my eyes. Not five-pointed yellow stars I used to doodle when I was a kid. Not the tiny whites speckled all over the black inky sky. They’re enormous bright white lights fighting to escape my closed eyes. My eyes start to pound slightly, so does my brain. Attuned to my heart, to the catchy pop song that just starting to play on the stereo.